Sunday, October 15, 2017


OH, HOW those brightly colored leaves outside
my bedroom window gleamed this morning in 
the early daylight, before the sun had risen.

AND NOW in dusky twilight, as the light fades
after sundown, those leaves still shine for me, 
as lovely as a stained glass lamp.

TIFFANY himself could never have 
created any 
shade to stand before me with more elegance 
and lovely glow, as I slip into my evening sleep.

   --Rose Moore, in an evening of October 2017